The escape of the multitude of the floods was unexpected.

He slapped the practitioners who were optimistic about him loudly in the face.

The disciples of the Motian Pavilion, the owner of Taixu Seeds who entered the temple, the persons that Emperor Mingxin liked, were completely concerned about their opinions and ran away.

What a human thing to do?

The most embarrassing thing was the master floating in the sky, with his eyebrows almost twisted together. Although he maintained the posture and momentum that a master should have, he cursed after the brief awkward atmosphere ended, "A bad disciple."

Qing Emperor Lingwei laughed and said, "This young man is interesting, I like it."

Baidi followed and said:

"A real man can bend and stretch, so he should be like this."

If you hear too many flattery words, you will inevitably become immune.

Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "It's just like a timid."

Qisheng had no choice but to say helplessly: "In this battle, the Saint Xihe won without a fight. Is there anyone willing to continue to challenge?"

If there was still a little hope before, then when I saw Lan Xihe's light wheel, my hope was already trampled under my feet and crushed to pieces, and even the residue did not exist.

It is a fantasy that the Taoist Saint wants to defeat the Supreme.

Everyone shook their heads, and all the practitioners in the other nine halls shook their heads.

"Is no one challenging?" Qisheng asked.

The clouds are very quiet.

No one responded.

Qisheng had no choice but to announce: "Then I will announce directly that the head of Xihe Palace is..."

"Slow down."

Lan Xihe suddenly spoke and interrupted Qisheng's words.

Qisheng said with a little confusion: "What's wrong?"

Lan Xihe said: "I'm afraid I won't continue to serve as the head of Xihe Palace."

"Why?" Qisheng became even more confused.

Everyone was talking, not sure what Lan Xihe was doing.

Lan Xihe said: "According to the rules of the Tenth Palace of Taixu, I have enough ability and qualifications to serve as the master of Xihe Palace!"

They noticed that Lan Xihe's word was "the palace master" rather than "the palace head".

Qisheng frowned and said, "You want to be the palace master?"

Lan Xihe asked back, "Do you think I'm not qualified?"

"No, no, no."

Qisheng smiled and said, "If you are not qualified enough, then there is really no one who is qualified enough. However, I can't make the decision on this matter, so you should ask the temple for advice."

But the Red Emperor interrupted at this moment:

"When will it take the Tenth Palaces to look at the face of the Temple?"

The three emperors basically did not live in Taixu, and believed that each palace could make the decision on such matters.

Qisheng said helplessly: "It's always been."

“…”

It's very straightforward.

The temple is above the ten halls, who doesn’t accept it?

Lan Xihe said: "I will explain this to the temple clearly."

Turn around and face the practitioners of Xihe Palace, including Ouyang Xunsheng.

Ouyang Xunsheng was in a state of trance throughout the whole process and was always paying attention to Luzhou's every move. On the one hand, he was surprised by the other party's speed of cultivation. On the other hand, he thought of Jie Jin'an's words and his thoughts were very complicated.

Lan Xihe said, "Where are you?"

Ouyang Xunsheng recovered and was the first to take the lead and leaned over and said, "From now on, the Saint Xihe will be the Lord of the Palace. Pay a visit to the Lord of the Palace!"

"Greetings to the Lord of the Palace!"

The practitioners of Xihe Palace kneeled down together.

In fact, she has long been the master of Xihe Palace, but she lacks enough cultivation and a mature opportunity.

Yunzhongyu is the best occasion.

The time, place and people are harmonious. The three gather together. If they do not announce it at this time, when will they wait?

The practitioners of Xihe Palace have been waiting for this day for a long time.

Lan Xihe nodded with satisfaction, smiled and said, "No gift."

Everyone stood up.

In this way, the head of Xihe Palace was empty.

The hall master is the lord of a hall, the controller, and the highest position of a hall, equivalent to the master. The head of the hall is the manager of all matters of a hall, similar to the steward.

Lan Xihe turned around and said:

"Now, there is still one palace leader left in Xihe Palace."

As soon as the words were finished, there were crowds of people below:

"I'll do it! I'm willing to be the head of Xihe Palace, only the head of the saint's horse is following!"

"I'll do it. Xihe Palace is one of the ten palaces at least. In terms of ability and cultivation, I am not inferior to you."

"Strength is not the final word!"

Faced with the fierce debates from everyone, Qisheng said, "If you want the head of the palace, you can just distinguish between the superiority and inferiority in this cloud region?"

Everyone nodded.

Lan Xihe shook his head and said, "No need."

"What are the great opinions of Saint Xihe?"

"I think the escaped Zhu Hong Gong is very suitable to serve as the head of Xihe Palace." Lan Xihe said.

“…”

These words made the practitioners present look at each other and feel dissatisfied.

This kind of timid and timid person is also worthy of being the head of the palace, and it is also the head of the Xihe Palace.

Lan Xihe said aloud:

"Of course, I admire Miss Ye around Baidi even more. If His Majesty Baidi is willing to exchange with me, I would be very grateful."

She turned to look at Ye Tianxin, who was surprised.

Ye Tianxin was originally the owner of the White Tower.

He is one of the most familiar people Lan Xihe is.

Baidi smiled and said, "It's better to be exempted. Ye Tianxin has already obtained the head of Rouzhao Palace. If you change it back and forth like this, it's not very consistent with the rules."

I'd better give it to you that timid person!

The emperor spoke, but Lan Xihe had to give up.

Lan Xihe looked at Luzhou in the sky and said, "Lord Lu, that's your apprentice, what do you think?"

At this time, the Red Emperor said disapprovingly:

"Although they are masters and disciples, they are now in Taixu. They are all cultivation levels above the Taoist saint. Disciples also have the right to pursue their personal goals freely."

This is also the concern of the Qing Emperor and the White Emperor.

They have cultivated the owner of Taixu seeds for a long time and end up making wedding dresses for others. Wouldn’t that be in vain?

The world is full of prosperity for profit. They are the great emperors, the overlords of one side, and powerful practitioners who can gain a foothold in Taixu and even the Jiulian world. This should allow them to stay and serve them, rather than obeying the orders of the former "master".

Luzhou snorted coldly:

"Chi Yanqiu, do you still have the face to talk about 'freedom'?"

"You imprisoned the imperial daughter Sang to the rooster crowing. Now Chi Fen is like the rooster crowing and collapses. Do you care about her life and death?"

After all, Emperor Chi was an ancient practitioner who had experienced the long river of time. When he heard this, his face could not be suppressed.

It makes people angry if they hit someone or not, and they mention his daughter twice in a row.

The Red Emperor said unhappily: "You are too busy with your care."

"If it weren't for their sake, I wouldn't bother paying attention to you in a word." Lu Zhou said.

“…”
To be continued...